Just a bit of melancholia

It troubles me a wee bit that many of my recent posts are about customer service or the lack thereof. I'm not a cranky person. I may tend towards melancholy, but I'm not cranky.

And if you're wondering what this melancholy business is, it sounds a lot nicer than "depression." In fact, I think it's more accurate. One of the definitions for melancholia is "pensive reflection or contemplation" which is not a bad thing to participate in. Another definition is "black bile", but that's been proven to not cause problems.

On the other hand, depression is most often characterized by a loss of interest in life. That, I do not suffer from. If I were truly depressed, I would not thrill to the sight of the returning hummingbirds and run excitedly to my refrigerator to write down the date. Instead, I'd probably mumble something vaguely incoherent about "yeah. . .I saw 'em last year. . .so?"

I would not burst into a smile upon seeing the rather ugly eaglets at the Duke Farms Eagle Cam. Right now, those eaglets look like the pile of dust bunnies that I swept into a heap yesterday.

I wouldn't get a big kick out of simply making a cord, as I did yesterday. Yes, the process of picking four colors of embroidery thread and knotting them into a cord is great fun, in my opinion. I really am easy to please.

But I do suffer from melancholy. My dreams are filled with sadness. I wish they would stop. Dear unconscious, do you have to torture me so? Life's hard enough. Why can't you give me nice dreams that enhance my state of mind instead of making my nights so painful?

My subconscious is not cooperating. It has crossed it's arms and refused to answer the questions. Darn that Freudian construct.

And with that, today's short entry is coming to a close. Not much to say today. Still wearing Guerlain's Shalimar Light, enjoying it greatly, and snobbishly thinking that I shouldn't like it.

Image note: 1920's Shalimar ad. Now that I've looked at this image three times, I must say I think it's a lousy piece of design. What do you think?